Saturday, May 10, 2014

Teaser: The Winner's Curse by Marie Rutkoski

She paused, nursing that glow of a laugh that remained inside her, the question she had posed to herself unanswered.
Someone ― a man ― came up behind her and snaked an arm around her waist.
Not flirtation. Aggression.
Kestrel sidestepped and spun, pulling her dagger from its sheath.
Irex. His dagger was drawn, too.
― p. 75